Here I am again at last, on the threshold of a dream. I’ve been feeling very quiet and still lately but ….
this is my contribution to Leanne Cole’s Monochrome Madness 4-7. All are welcome to submit monochrome images! (my images are places on Vancouver Island.)
My tongue is silent
Cradled in it’s dark cavern
My voice is caught somewhere between the breath and strings
of a forgotten chord
I stand on the threshold of a dream
Not moving, but hearing everything,
Seeing, feeling,
waiting for the right moment
to step
outside the prism of my thoughts
into some sublime wail.
( every once in awhile I hear Euterpe’s whisper though I don’t often write in poetic form)
….but, check out the secret song of a tree stump!
In spite of setbacks and some lows this last while I finally managed to get my tiny garden going and I have visitors! Deer and bunnies come to the little rise at the back. I can walk into the woodland and up the mountain from there. I tried to plant some deer resistant flowers if there are such things!
Morning singing
“Something calls to me
The trees are drawing me near
I’ve got to find out why
Those gentle voices I hear
Explain it all with a sigh”
the runes of the gatekeeper's daughter- dedicated to Nick 
Nice poem. I hope you could visit my site too and give feedback on how i can improve it. Thank you.
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thanks Aspir! you have a lovely site!
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Thank you. ❤
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Songs and dreams and beautiful images 😀
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Many thanks again Julie!
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Beautiful lovely Cybele .. I wonder if there are deer resistant flowers 😀
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I don’t think so lol!! Thank you Julie!
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Beautiful blog, beautiful words. 🙂
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Many thanks Marie! I’m going to visit you!!
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A magical feast of poetry, music and imagery all in one post… beautiful! 💕
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Good to hear from you Ali! I’m way behind as usual!! Thank you!!
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Mystical as always, Cybele. Always love your collection..
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thanks so much Nurul!!!
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Beautiful words and images from your imagination and your garden Cybele! I love the tunnel of trees and the crow.
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Many thanks my friend and for your email which I will reply soon!
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Your poetry and photos are dreamlike and stunning! Wishing you a beautiful rest of your weekend ❤
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I so appreciate your comment Christy!
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That’s all quite beautiful, the photos and the poetry. Your new home sounds wonderful, if not idyllic. My mother has deer visiting her garden. I’ll ask her (and let you know) which flowers and plants they don’t like to eat. I know they don’t touch her tulips, daffodils, or bluebells.
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Thanks Sarah, I ‘m going to look that up online too! Glad you liked another attempt at poetry!!
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My mother says that deer eat everything, even some stuff that’s poisonous to other animals. I take back what I said about tulips and daffodils, too! And, apparently, they enjoy raiding the food left out on bird-tables. …So all I can say, Cybele, is good luck with gardening 😉 They are beautiful animals, though, and I saw one only yesterday trotting along ahead of me on a mowed path across a meadow.
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lol! many thanks Sarah!!
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I’m always amazed by the way you create/edit your photos. The ethereal appearance is simply gorgeous and you picked the Moody Blues song well to accompany them Their music has a haunting kind of quality.
It must be wonderful to have deer visit your garden, although my husband (a madly keen gardener) would probably go bonkers. Another lovely post, Cybele.
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yes they eat everything!! Thanks Millie!! 😀
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Precious words and beautiful photos. Have a nice weekend Cybele
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thank you so much Della!
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I agree with Emilio! Great artworks, Cybele!
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many thanks Amy!
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Beautiful, Cybele. Good to hear you’re getting your garden together. A 🙂
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at long last! thanks Adrian!
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Beautiful – as always!! 😀
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thank you Lisa!
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You are a true artist. I always enjoy your images.
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what an honour Emilio!! I feel the same about yours!
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Your poem captured so well my feelings. Love it. My feelings have just ebbed and flowed the past couple of months. Of course, part of it is probably because so has this cold I’ve been contending with for about that long. Sigh. I absolutely love your photos (old news from me, I know). Ah, the Moody Blues. I do believe I still have their CD packed away around here somewhere. It was wonderfully nostalgic to hear part of it again. Hope all is well. Have a beautiful weekend, my friend! 🙂
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I’m so glad it resonated with you Linda!! Enjoy the weekend!!
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‘town’ is over-rated but not your lovely poem, Hannah. 🙂
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thanks so much my friend!!
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on this return visit I fallSilent, amazed I somehow overlooked Moody Blues, one of only two groups I saw three times – brain fade… 🙂
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aww! thank you Robert!!
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Very creative, dreamy images.
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thank you so much!!
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I love the poem. I feel like I’m standing on the threshold of a dream myself. Thanks Cybele. Have a wonderful weekend.
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You too my friend!! Thanks so much for a lovely comment as always!
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Love the pictures! It must be awesome to have visitors from the wind. ☺
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*from the wild ☺
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and on the wind!! Thanks Anita! 😀
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A very enchanting post and your photos as always are beautiful.
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so pleased a real poet liked it! Thank you Renee!
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😉
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Lovely words and images to match.
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many thanks for popping over Maverick!
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My lovely Cybele, I could hear your wonderful voice reciting your poem. There now. That is how much I love coming to your site, looking at the images, listening to the music and drinking in your beautiful words. Thank you for another breath taking post xxxx
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If you were the only one who visited I think I’d feel satisfied. I’m honoured and inspired!!
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You have no idea how lovely your work is my darling just how calming and gorgeous to a visitor. xx
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🙂
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Very nice. I assume the submission is a composite image, but if not, wow, is that a fortuitous capture.
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it is an actual park in infrared!! Thanks Disperser!
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The crow and flying birds were actually there as you snapped the photo? That is really a good stroke of luck
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oh sorry Disperser, actually the crow is a brush as are the flock! But the background is all one image. (I have downloaded a few brushes at DeviantArt. A few are quite good)
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Great image for the MM Cybele! Mysterious atmosphere. And what a lovely poem.. very good 🙂
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I’m so pleased you like it Pieter, thank you!
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Stunning work, loved looking at every one of your shots and escaping into a dream world and the av is so delightful too. Well done.
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Thanks so much Paula and knowing you are a poet I hope the poetry wasn’t too hard on your inner hearing!
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Most mystical, Hannah
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thanks Sue! I’m reaching!
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😀
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Simply beautiful Cybele
I hope all is well
As Sheldon Always
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thanks so much Sheldon, I’m hanging in there!!
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Sounds ideal Cybele. Wildlife and some woods and mountains within reach!
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it is though the drawback is that it’s harder to get into town lol!
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